Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 652

Rayna ate the orange Curtis fed her. “Ella mentioned Glory Corporation's and Happy Entertainment's shares falling. Were you the one handling things on that end?”

“Glory Corporation's shares fell horrendously.” Curtis threw the orange peel into the bin, then picked up another from the coffee table and began peeling it. “I suspect a competitor of theirs is sabotaging them.”

“That's what I thought too.” Propping her legs on the couch. Rayna leaned her head against Curtis' shoulder and clung onto liis aim. “Do you think a person could return from the dead, Curtis?”

Though Rayna had not seen Mr. Bridge's face on Conch Island in Yartran. he had called her Belle, and his voice sounded alarmingly like the deceased Jefferson's.

Curtis paused in his act of peeling the orange and lowered his gaze to her. “What are you saying. Rayna?”

“It's just a suspicion. I'm still unsure.” Rayna burrowed her head against liis shoulder before continuing, “If Jefferson isn't really dead. I dare not imagine...”

“Are you suspecting the identity of the person who abducted you?” Curtis brought a slice of peeled orange close to Rayna's mouth. “Open up.”

Rayna opened her mouth as she was told to receive the sweet orange slice. “If it really is him, Curtis...”

“Jefferson is dead. Rayna.” It had been Curtis who went with Rayna to attend liis cremation.

He did not think the attendant sending the body into the furnace would have made a mistake, nor did he believe Jefferson could have returned to life. Even if Jefferson had survived that day. he would have succumbed to liis ilhiess and died one way or another.

real him would not bear to hurt me.” It was not like Jefferson to refrain from seeking medical attention

Jefferson in Rayna's heart. During

bothered him, he reasoned with himself not to hold a

also like to...” Rayna was considering bringing Xareni along to pay her respects to Jefferson but was

wanted to say. Xareni owed her life to Jefferson, and it stood to reason to pay respects to him, but

that her impaired vision would necessitate having to rely on Curtis

man clad in a black jacket pushed open the door to enter liis room in a hotel in Norwal City, only to hear the panicked voice of

silk, pointed at Jensen. “Court

onto the couch before glancing at her

Ingrid Zillman, folded her aims and scoffed. “Do you dare claim to

bathroom. “I will handle my affairs on my own,” he added to Ingrid when

the bathroom and shut the door behind

the rush of water and. with an incredulous scoff, turned to exit liis

slowdy past the grotesque scar on liis chest as he stroked the locket hanging around his neck

open window and

a towrel wrapped around liis waist. He found Rayna writing

sound of liis breathing coming from behind and the scent of his show7er gel permeating the air alerted Rayna to Curtis' presence. Her hand, about to fall to

remnants of the w7ord on the window, Curtis turned liis thoughtful gaze to Rayna and pulled

to add to your frustrations with uncertainties.” Rayna wrapped her hands around his neck, reveling in the scent of his show'er gel that intoxicated her senses. “Glory Corporation has been developing a new7 line of skincare products and perfume. As I can't see for myself, I w7onder how it's

been ongoing. It never stopped.” Curtis held her waist and pulled her close. “You regained your memory at noon, didn't